The dark gray curtains blocked out the view from the window, and the room suddenly darkened as the light disappeared, making Song Ningxue's eyes appear somewhat dimmer.
She slowly lay down, her lips moving slightly, "I'm not hungry."
"Xue'er, we can have another child, don't throw a tantrum." Qin Yuchuan's jaw tightened. "Xue'er, this was an accident, don't be so hard on yourself."
It was originally just a word of comfort.
Song Ningxue found it extremely jarring.
Her eyes reddened, her heart filled with hatred, not only for Song Nuan and Xu Yiran, but also for Qin Yuchuan.
Song Ningxue cried and roared at him, "He's your child! Qin Yuchuan, how can you be so cold-blooded? Can you so easily erase his existence with just a word like 'accident'?"
It's started again.
Qin Yuchuan's temples throbbed.
The two of them had just had a fight, and what they said was almost identical to what they are saying now.
He stood with his hands on his hips, turned around, his back to Song Ningxue, took a few deep breaths, and repeatedly told himself not to argue with her, forcibly suppressing his irritation.
He said in a deep voice, "Once you've recovered, we'll have another one."
"I don't want it! I want this baby!"
"Song Ningxue, what exactly are you trying to do?"
Qin Yuchuan was completely enraged, and his last bit of patience vanished. "I think you're still not clear-headed. The baby is gone, you miscarried!"
He was so angry that he dragged her to the medical waste room.
Inside, various types of medical waste were categorized, with clear labels.
Qin Yuchuan dragged her to a trash can.
"You want a child, don't you? Look! Your baby is here. The doctor said it's already formed. Do you need me to help you find the placenta?"
He yelled in Song Ningxue's ear, hoping to bring her to her senses.
Song Ningxue covered her ears and screamed.
She shook her head desperately, her eyes tightly shut, crying but unable to shed a tear; her sobs were sharp and hoarse, like a lament from the depths of her heart.
"I don't want to, I don't want to..."
"What are you doing? This is a medical waste disposal room! Who gave you permission to come in!"
Medical staff rushed over upon hearing the noise.
She pushed open the door and saw Qin Yuchuan. She paused for a second, then changed her tone, "Mr. Qin, this isn't a place open to the public. Miss Song is still a patient. There are a lot of germs here, don't you think?"
Qin Yuchuan, with a cold face, carried Song Ningxue away.
The two medical staff looked at each other silently, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.
They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw them walk away.
"Rich people have such peculiar tastes, they even come here to argue... Who would understand? I just opened the door and saw President Qin, my heart almost stopped."
"Who isn't?"
They closed the door and left.
When Song Nuan arrived at the ward, she found no one there. As she turned around, she saw Qin Yuchuan carrying Song Ningxue back.
She glanced at him subtly.
It's easy to tell that the two had just had a fight.
Song Nuan put down the fruit basket and bouquet and got straight to the point, "I brought some things on behalf of someone else. Song Ningxue, I know you're heartbroken over losing your child, but I want to talk to you about this..."
Before she could finish speaking, Qin Yuchuan pulled her away.
He was very strong, and with a stern face, he pulled Song Nuan far away from the ward.
She said unhappily, "I'm here to solve a problem."
Why treat her like a thief?
"Xu Yiran?" Qin Yuchuan had guessed it when he called earlier. "She can't escape responsibility for this! Song Nuan, don't think I'll let her off the hook!"
Song Nuanxin's heart sank.
"Is there absolutely no room for maneuver?" she asked.
Qin Yuchuan said coldly, "The police have already collected evidence. Although taking her fingerprints doesn't prove anything, with Chen Ya as a witness, when Xu Yiran is prosecuted, she'll be in serious trouble, if not dead."
Song Nuan stared at him coldly.
She knew that Xu Yiran had struck first.
But isn't Xu Yiran also innocent?
"Don't forget, we signed an agreement. If you help Song Ningxue with her lawsuit, you'll be violating the agreement! Don't you want the old house anymore? The Qin family has just stabilized; do you want to cause more trouble?"
"Only two months left." He said calmly, as if he had expected this all along.
Song Nuan was speechless after being cornered by him.
It seems that Qin Yuchuan plans to take back the old house after their divorce, invalidate the agreement, and then sue Xu Yiran.
That's a brilliant plan.
No wonder they only asked Xu Yiran to give a statement today.
Song Nuan sneered inwardly, knowing that this matter wouldn't be so easily resolved.
But that's alright, there are still two months, enough time for her to help Xu Yiran find a lawyer and collect evidence.
She brushed his hand away, "Whatever."
Looking down at his empty hands, Qin Yuchuan paused for a few seconds, surprised by Song Nuan's attitude.
Isn't Xu Yiran her friend?
Before he could think, Qin Yuchuan changed his mind: "However, if you agree to one condition, I can guarantee that I will not pursue the matter, and I will also appease Ningxue."
Is there really such a good thing?
Song Nuan didn't believe in free lunches, but this was different; it wasn't entirely Xu Yiran's fault to begin with.
Tell me about it.
He pursed his lips. "I'll tell you when I think of something."
Song Nuan couldn't help but laugh, "Another empty promise?"
Did he and Lu Ziyang make an appointment beforehand?
"Again?" Qin Yuchuan, keenly catching the key word, frowned slightly, his tone instantly becoming forceful, almost interrogative: "Who else has mentioned it to you?"
Song Nuan rolled her eyes at the sky.
"This doesn't seem to concern you, does it?" she said. "I can agree to that, but it must be clearly stated in black and white that I will not do anything illegal or criminal. Also, this offer is valid for three months only, and will not be accepted after that period."
Her belief in Lu Ziyang does not mean she is equally lenient towards Qin Yuchuan.
"Sure," Qin Yuchuan readily agreed.
Three months is enough.
Song Nuan turned to leave, but Qin Yuchuan reminded her, "Don't forget, the jewelry banquet in Berlin is the day after tomorrow."
"I haven't forgotten."
After leaving the hospital, Song Nuan took some time to visit the Song family.
The Song family probably doesn't know about Song Ningxue's miscarriage yet. Song Zhiren is hoping to use this grandson to climb up to the Qin family so he can leech off them.
Song Ningxue is still grieving the loss of her child.
She had to give Song Zhiren a warning before Song Ningxue went to complain, so that he wouldn't blame her for all the bad things later and affect her inheritance of the Song family business.
As soon as Song Nuan walked into the president's office, her assistant saw her and immediately ran to inform Song Zhiren.
She pushed the door open directly.
Unexpectedly, there was another person sitting in the office.
The man on the sofa noticed her, seemingly unsurprised. He glanced at her briefly and said, "Why is President Song here at Song's instead of Qin's at this time?"
Song Nuan glanced at him sideways.
Instead of responding to his words, she walked straight to Song Zhiren, pulled up a chair, and sat down.
"What are you doing here?" Song Zhiren didn't like her.
Song Nuan smiled faintly, "Did I come at a bad time? Did I interrupt your conversation?"
Judging from the somber atmosphere, it was clear that the two were discussing something important.
Song Zhiren knew perfectly well that she was asking a question she already knew the answer to.
He scoffed, "If you have something to say, just say it."
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